Busy with their classes neither took notice of the approaching Halloween celebrations. Until it was six days away. Oga didn't really care for Halloween much. He liked stealing the kid's candy and watching them cry as he ate it in front of them once in a while though. He also like beating up the thugs that tried to rob him under scary masks. Furuichi, on the other hand, loved Halloween.

"Ah! Girls in short costumes season. I can't wait!"

Oga wanted nothing more than to be at home instead of going aisle by aisle of the department store stocking up on candy and idiotic decorations.

"Oi Creepichi! Why am I here?"

"To help me choose stuff out, duh!"

"But you hate everything I pick!"

"Then you can be useful by helping me carry everything back to the apartment!"

Furuichi knew that whenever he mentioned something about girls, his "favorite" nickname escaped the brute's lips. Well, not so much as "escaped" as fell out on purpose. The silvernette knew the brute was still hurt and irritated by his rejections, but no matter how sexy his roommate looked fresh out of the shower, Furuichi still resisted his feelings.

The silvernette pushed certain thoughts regarding his roommate out of his mind. After this semester, he told himself, I'll think about it then. To continue keeping the thoughts at bay, Furuichi browsed through the costume section.

A firefighter? Nah. He felt too scrawny.

A policeman? Nope. Nobody took him seriously already.

A doctor? Hmm. Furuichi was methodical and he was sure he'd look great in a lab coat, so he placed it in the cart.

"Oi! Aren't you too old to be dressing up?"

"Shut up and help me put the stuff on the moving thing to check out."

Halloween.

Ugh.

At least, he didn't have to go to class. Oga opened bleary eyes to look at the clock in his room. Then he cursed so badly, that it woke up Furuichi on the other side of the hall. "What's wrong with you?"

Oga threw his alarm clock at Furuichi's head peeking through the brute's door which landed quite painfully.

"What the hell bastard? Throwing shit at me isn't going to tell me what's wrong!"

"It's 6:04 AM."

"Yeah? And?"

Still half- asleep and obviously not enough brain cells moving at full capacity, Furuichi returned the abused alarm clock and sat at the edge of Oga's bed.

"I shouldn't be up this early without having to go anywhere." Oga snapped while pulling his covers over his face.

"Man. Whatever. I'm gonna go make coffee."

Oga's hand grabbed Furuichi's wrist, effectively knocking him off balance and had him topple over the brute's chest.

"Let go of me."

Oga only grunted before maneuvering Furuichi to lay beside him. Furuichi did not like being the little spoon. Or rather that's what he chanted to himself as he comfortably fell asleep again.

Later on that day, Furuichi still got up before Oga. He'd never admit it, but Furuichi felt more refreshed than usual. Furuichi had finished the last bits of decorating, baked treats and set out the candy bowls. All that was left was to don his costume. Oga continued to sleep. Furuichi huffed slightly when yet another snore erupted from the room down the hall, but he figured the moron hadn't been pushed so hard in his life.

Correction.

He never let anyone push him so hard in his life. Furuichi wondered why he was getting away with it, but quickly shoved it aside in his mind. He knew why.

Furuichi tore into the costume packaging. He really hoped it was his size. The last time he bought a costume without looking at the size it was three sizes too big. His mother said he looked like a clown. Although he was dressed up as an American cowboy. Honoka called him a "rodeo clown" for weeks. Something she picked up from a foreign exchange student in her class when she relayed the story at school. Furuichi thought-

Oh no.

No.

No no no no no no no.

Furuichi's shaking hands held up the pink frilly costume out in front of him. This wasn't a doctor costume. This was a nurse costume! Furuichi let go of the costume and ran away to the nearest wall as if it burned him. Did he really just purchase the wrong costume? Furuichi frantically inspected every inch of the packaging the costume came in. It said "doctor" and the little picture showed a man in a white lab coat. How in the world did he end up with a pink nurse costume?

With a heavy sigh, Furuichi kicked the offending garment under his bed. At least he had some spare bed sheets for an emergency ghost costume. Oga had asked why Furuichi had wasted money on the stupid thing if he wasn't going to wear it. Furuichi had neglected to mention anything about the true nature of the situation. Instead, the silvernette gave a half-assed explanation that he simply didn't want it anymore. Which wasn't far from the truth anyway.

The day went on then quickly bled into night. Their apartment door echoed with eager knocks and happy children. Despite Oga's distaste for Halloween and children, seeing the little ghosts, ghouls and tiny pairs of ketchup and mustard bottles made him smile. Scaring the children near half to death.

Furuichi had just run out of candy and treats when the last child left their apartment door with their parents. At 8pm, the tiny witches rode home on their broomsticks, the baby pumpkins waddled back to their patches, and the Red Ryosoulger rubbed his eyes sleepily as his dad carried him on strong shoulders.

Furuichi cleaned everything up in time for dinner, but Oga went off to bed early. It was kind of unlike the brute, but Furuichi didn't question it. He had something else on his mind.

The costume had beckoned to him like a cursed object. Furuichi couldn't think of anything else most of the evening. He'd heard of cross- dressers before and never admit to his appeal to the idea, but since it was there, why not? Besides, Oga was right for once. If he never wore it, then what was the point in buying it?

Furuichi had no idea why he tip-toed to his room or made sure to keep exceptionally quiet while changing, but he did these things. Standing before the mirror, Furuichi couldn't deny the appeal to such an atrocious hobby any longer. The pink silk and ribbons made him feel very pretty. Paradoxically, it made him feel powerful and strong. To know that he was male and looked as beautiful as all the other women who had rejected him made him feel even.

Now, would he go out and by more costumes? No. Hiding dresses in his closet would be a nuisance and he'd never spend another cent on something that didn't mean a whole lot to him. This accidental blessing was enough. Knowing was enough.

"Oi, Furuichi your phone- sonovabitch!"

"Don't come in without knocking first!"

Furuichi braced the door with his smaller frame like a mother lion protecting her young cubs. His blood pounded in his ears as he pressed harder against the door frame.

"Ow! What's wrong with you? It's not like I haven't seen it before!"

"That doesn't matter!"

"I'm even trying to be nice! At least take your phone, I can't sleep with it ringing so loudly!"

"Just leave it at the door!"

"Let me in idiot!"

"No!"

Unfortunately, Oga was always much stronger than Furuichi. Shoving the door open, Furuichi fell to the floor with cheeks burning in shame.

"Furuichi?"

"Don't look at me!"

Oga couldn't really look anywhere else. All the brute could process was the color pink. The dial-up connection in his brain could only send one coherent public announcement message to his body and consciousness. "Cute."

Furuichi blushed even harder when Oga's appreciation began to make an appearance. This wasn't why he wore this, but Furuichi found himself responding. Scrambling to cover himself, Oga topped him and pinned his hands overhead. "Don't hide yourself from me."

"Oga! Get off. This isn't funny."

"Where's the doctor costume?"

Furuichi explained, but Oga found that he really didn't care much for the story.

"You didn't even wear shorts underneath."

Oga's voice dropped several octaves causing Furuichi to bite his lower lip subconsciously. Oga growled, but had yet to make another move. The silvernette didn't know why the brute hadn't claimed him like last time, but his hardening length made it harder to think properly. "What are you waiting for?" Furuichi asked with his eyes.

"Permission."

Furuichi couldn't be surprised at the way they could read each other's expressions so clearly until much later. At the moment, he was busy.

"Fuck me."

Oga crushed his mouth onto Furuichi's who moaned in sudden need. Never had he felt so good kissing anyone else. Oga's hands wandered up the costume's skirt, nibbling on Furuichi's pulse point. "Nnngh- Ah!" Furuichi gasped when Oga's warm hand palmed his cock through the fabric of his underwear.

Then suddenly Oga got up and walked away to his own room.

Hurt and confused, Furuichi instinctively covered himself with the blanket draped over his bed. "Where are you going?"
He only heard Oga going through his things before stomping back down the hall to the silvernette's room. "Got any lube?"

Furuichi didn't like where this kind of question could lead, but seeing that Oga was still turned-on Furuichi really didn't want to disappoint. "Desk. Middle drawer."

The brute wasted no time tearing through the silvernette's contents to find what he sought. Oga tossed it on the bed before scooping Furuichi up bridal style and then flopping him on the mattress. No sound came from the silvernette. He was too afraid of what was going to come next.

Furuichi had done research on anal. Everything he uncovered was frightening. "Don't worry," Oga said while tugging off his shirt. "I know what I'm doing."

This still didn't do anything for the silvernette's nerves.

"Have you met you? There's nothing gentle about you!"

The silvernette began to scramble off the bed, but Oga simply sat on Furuichi's stomach looking pointedly at the belts dangling in the silvernette's closet.

"I'm not going to break you. Yet."

Furuichi felt his heart flutter in his throat, so he held his breath. In his mind, if he could hold his breath long enough, he would pass out. If Oga did anything to him, he'd at least be completely relaxed, and he'd only be sore when he woke up. That was his plan, but damn, when Oga flexed those abs, there was no stopping the gasp that escaped his lips. "Go ahead," Oga coaxed, eyeing Furuichi hungrily. Trembling hands dragged across deliciously flexing muscle.

"Now relax."

Oga moved off Furuichi to place himself between the silvernette's propped up knees. "Who knew you'd be such a pretty anything."

"Shut up, you lewd moron."

"I'm lewd?"

"Shut up- waugghh!"

Oga unceremoniously tore Furuichi's underwear to expose a half-hard cock. "Time to wake him up." Oga coated Furuichi's member with a generous amount of lubricant. Better than when I do it. Furuichi thought as he bit his lip and moaned, eyes rolling back in pleasure. "Mmm Oga…"

Using his thumb, Oga rubbed at the slit of Furuichi's cock. He took immense pleasure at how Furuichi's quivering hips tried to buck in his hand. The silvernette mewed when the brute rubbed their cocks together. Arching his back off the bed, Furuichi groaned when the brute gripped their members tighter together. Oga's eyes raked over the silvernette's lithe body. "Fuck, you're so perfect."

He didn't know what he was doing, but Furuichi dragged his hands upward from his thighs to his hair. Shivering when his hands brushed against his nipples. Taking his chance, Oga slid a finger from the base of Furuichi's balls to touch lightly against the sinewy flesh of virgin territory. Furuichi tensed and Oga moved to cover Furuichi's cock with his mouth, in order to keep the silvernette occupied on something else. "Ah-! Oga!"

Swirling his tongue around the tip of Furuichi's member, lapping up the pre-come dripping from the tip, the brute tried again. He coated his hand with more lube and gently slipped his pinky inside the smaller man.

"Take it out. I don't like it."

"Stop being a baby."

"You take it up the ass then!"

"Just relax already. I won't hurt you."

Furuichi pressed his lips together, but he couldn't deny that the brute had yet to sour his experiences. Oga inserted his finger to the hilt and Furuichi decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. Slowly, Oga inserted as many fingers as it took to get Furuichi to be able to accept Oga's cock inside of him. All the while keeping their hard-ons, which in retrospect was an awesome feat. Furuichi had heard rumors while browsing the internet about a certain spot that…

"Aangh! Oh fuck!"

"Found it."

Oga grinned as Furuichi's earnest moans made him sound like a happy mewling kitten. Assaulting Furuichi's senses, Oga used his other hand to get his cock ready to be buried deep in the other man. Furuichi sighed in disappointment when Oga's fingers left his tight hole. "No Og-ahh yesss!"

Oga thrust deep inside Furuichi, nailing that sweet spot inside him. "C'mon. Turn over."

Oga positioned the silvernette to be on all fours. "Yeah, you like me fucking you like this. Like a bitch in heat."

Oga slapped Furuichi's pale rump. Both moaned from his own perverse pleasure, Furuichi loving the pleasant sting and Oga loving the red welt left on porcelain skin. The silvernette's hips began to move in rhythm with Oga. "Yeah. That's it. You like being my little bitch, don't you?"

"Oh Oga…yes. Uhhn I'm your- bitch!" Blushing brightly, Furuichi buried his face in his pillows.

"Oh no you don't. Say it again." Oga pulled Furuichi's hair until the silvernette had no choice but to keep his head up. "Again, damnit!" Spanking Furuichi impatiently which made the silvernette instinctively moan and part his legs impossibly further. "I said again!" Oga pumped harder onto Furuichi's prostate with enough force to have his eyes cross.

"Oga…I'm…oohh I'm your bitch!"

Both men could feel it coming. The build in their systems that was just about to release. Oga grabbed Furuichi's cock and pumped his hand in time with his hips. "You're mine. And-don't-you-forget it!"

Their seeds erupted from their members at the same time. Oga had come so much that it oozed out from Furuichi's used hole without having to pull out. Furuichi's come coated Oga's hand and dirtied his bed sheets.

Collapsing on each other, Furuichi heard his phone chirp in the hallway. Figuring he could answer it later, the two men cuddled and fell promptly to sleep.

A/N: o/./O see you next week